"You put the broke in brokenhearted..."
I heard this song on a Crayola commercial, and it made my day. Sad, huh? Little things like that...
Last.fm + my computer = suck.
This is the 5th time I've uninstalled it and installed it again because it wasn't working! Does this happen to you guys, or is it just me? Am I doing something wrong?
Working on the next chapter of The La Rues. Fun Fact: it takes me about a week to complete an update cause all of the jumbled up photos in the huge bin o' pictures I have taken. I hope this isn't average for the regular Legacier, I'm sure I'm just slow.
But it's worth it, 'cause I've been dying to get this legacy out and shared with everyone. Plus it's fun, otherwise I wouldn't do it, silly!
Also, I blame twitter for my not updating as often as I used too. I've been trying to cut down, seriously.
OMG, 41 DAYS UNTIL I GO TO HEAVEN AND BACK.
I have been looking for a job, even though my mom thinks I haven't. I feel I am just too inexperienced, and no one is hiring. She wanted me to apply at Fry's. That's cool and all, but she started working at a Fry's when she was my age and hasn't left and is miserable.
Basically I don't know what to do with myself.
There is also this placed called "Gunther" or something like that, that I'm considering putting in a application into. Basically it's where you take care of slow or challenged people, and Stephen used to work there and liked it.
Oh, and "Unemployment" didn't work out because my dad filed out the "paperwork" wrong, so I'm thinking we actually need to walk into an unemployment office and get it fixed.
And to be honest, I am in no hurry to get a job anytime soon because I don't want to risk May 19th for any reason. And really, I should be in a hurry because that's silly, and I have bills to pay. I just don't want to get an interview where, by chance, they ask me when I can start and I'll say 'In 4 to 6 weeks?' Not good if they need someone right then and blow my application out the window.
And I don't know how or want to explain this to my mom, because she will probably get angry, I can't really talk to her.
But I know for sure that I'm eventually getting money back from taxes, so hopefully that can help me until whenever...
I'm sure I'm just over thinking everything, but that's all I've been doing lately, it seems. But can you blame me for feeling this way? I went to California to not see them...
When I was at that party with my mom (WOOHOO!), being her designated driver, one of her co-workers asked me what I was doing, I explained to him my situation of unemployment, so he asked me if I was going to school, nope, "What are you interested in?" I dunno. "Do you aspire to be anything?" Uh... nothing definable.
I remember wanting to be a Writer, Tattoo Artist, Artist, Musician, Dentist, Editor, Chef, Pastry Chef, Graphics Artist, Animator, Cartoonist, Video Game Creator, Roadie, Computer Magician, Photographer, Vet, Pirate or preferably anything that didn't involve me talking to anyone, i.e. customers.
But I don't know anymore... It feels like I have this tremendous cloud over my brain making it difficult for me to decide on anything and everything I do next. I need to get out of this fog.
Last.fm + my computer = suck.
This is the 5th time I've uninstalled it and installed it again because it wasn't working! Does this happen to you guys, or is it just me? Am I doing something wrong?
Working on the next chapter of The La Rues. Fun Fact: it takes me about a week to complete an update cause all of the jumbled up photos in the huge bin o' pictures I have taken. I hope this isn't average for the regular Legacier, I'm sure I'm just slow.
But it's worth it, 'cause I've been dying to get this legacy out and shared with everyone. Plus it's fun, otherwise I wouldn't do it, silly!
Also, I blame twitter for my not updating as often as I used too. I've been trying to cut down, seriously.
OMG, 41 DAYS UNTIL I GO TO HEAVEN AND BACK.
I have been looking for a job, even though my mom thinks I haven't. I feel I am just too inexperienced, and no one is hiring. She wanted me to apply at Fry's. That's cool and all, but she started working at a Fry's when she was my age and hasn't left and is miserable.
Basically I don't know what to do with myself.
There is also this placed called "Gunther" or something like that, that I'm considering putting in a application into. Basically it's where you take care of slow or challenged people, and Stephen used to work there and liked it.
Oh, and "Unemployment" didn't work out because my dad filed out the "paperwork" wrong, so I'm thinking we actually need to walk into an unemployment office and get it fixed.
And to be honest, I am in no hurry to get a job anytime soon because I don't want to risk May 19th for any reason. And really, I should be in a hurry because that's silly, and I have bills to pay. I just don't want to get an interview where, by chance, they ask me when I can start and I'll say 'In 4 to 6 weeks?' Not good if they need someone right then and blow my application out the window.
And I don't know how or want to explain this to my mom, because she will probably get angry, I can't really talk to her.
But I know for sure that I'm eventually getting money back from taxes, so hopefully that can help me until whenever...
I'm sure I'm just over thinking everything, but that's all I've been doing lately, it seems. But can you blame me for feeling this way? I went to California to not see them...
When I was at that party with my mom (WOOHOO!), being her designated driver, one of her co-workers asked me what I was doing, I explained to him my situation of unemployment, so he asked me if I was going to school, nope, "What are you interested in?" I dunno. "Do you aspire to be anything?" Uh... nothing definable.
I remember wanting to be a Writer, Tattoo Artist, Artist, Musician, Dentist, Editor, Chef, Pastry Chef, Graphics Artist, Animator, Cartoonist, Video Game Creator, Roadie, Computer Magician, Photographer, Vet, Pirate or preferably anything that didn't involve me talking to anyone, i.e. customers.
But I don't know anymore... It feels like I have this tremendous cloud over my brain making it difficult for me to decide on anything and everything I do next. I need to get out of this fog.